Ever since he had reemerged from his chrysalis, Itri had been incredibly weary. Dragging his tail behind him as he walked, he made his way through Polaris. He now had it cemented in his heart that there was nothing to live for. He had hatched full of hope, and that had all been destroyed as he journeyed through life. He had so many close encounters with death, all of which he escaped. Except now, he wasn't going to try.

Arriving at The Spire, he can FEEL the magic in the air. This was, what he guessed, a center. Hatred started to boil up inside of him, and he felt the sudden urge to ATTACK THE SPIRE. He ran up to the huge thing, gaining speed and going faster and faster. Then he jumped, attempting to slam his whole body into it.

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I accidentally forgot to select Cripple for his physical combat move. But since he rolled an 18 he would succeed it.

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Up the pangolin went, and down he'd never go. The air he sailed through moments before impact seemed almost electrified. It burned with the incandescent blue glow of the Spire he aimed for, like the scent of ozone. A buzzing grew louder and louder in his ears, growing to a deafening roar as his underbelly met the rainbow turquoise surface.

In an instant, Itri's body would seize up—every nerve near-immediately flash-fried. The Spire lashed out against the assault in the only way it knew how: raw magic coiled through his veins, causing flesh to sizzle and pop. Every cell in his body was rendered into nonexistence without apparent remorse; and, far too quickly for a chrysalis to form, if his stone even still had the capacity to. His very essence was being stripped by the magic of the Spire.

He'd been born from its magic, and its magic would return to it.

Perhaps it was merciful that the whole process was so quick; the pangolin's consciousness petered out mere seconds after the initial impact, the initial agony of being vaporized. Still.

When nothing remained of the poor, troubled child, the Spire ceased in its assault. The star sapphire—once sparkling and shining from the center of his forehead—clattered down to its base, completely devoid of magic. It was dead to the world.

@Itri

The buzzing grew louder, but he did not relent. The moment he hit the Spire, he felt agonizing pain. Itri did not have time to scream, no time to think, the last moments of his life were filled with pain. And his consciousness faded away, his body completely vaporized.

That was it. The end of his oh so short life.

"Exit Itri because of death by Spire"

Why had Comet come to Polaris? Well, she had been following the trail of a mysterious gembound who was making very weird footprints indeed. She could see the markings made by two legs, but in between those markings was a thick line. She was very excited to meet them, whoever they were! Must be a crazy looking animal. So many questions she could ask them!

As she rounded the bend, her eyes followed the trail, which ended at... The Spire. And at the end of that very trail, was also a pangolin. Comet tilted her head in thought, wondering what the animal was thinking of doing that close to The Spire. But she had found him! So, it looked like it was his thick tail that was causing the weird footprints. "Hello--" But she had no chance to complete her sentence.

Next thing she saw was Itri jumping straight at The Spire, "Wait! Stop!" she was too far away to do anything, and before she could take a step in his direction, there was a flash of light. And the only thing left was the smell of vaporized pangolin. Comet almost couldn't believe what had happened. One second he had been there, and the next second he had been vaporized by The Spire.

Okay, it's alright, calm DOWN. She couldn't stop the same thought from running through her head over and over again. She had been unable to stop him. This was all her fault. No it wasn't! there was no way she could've done anything. But then there was a small clatter, the sound of the last thing left of the pangolin. A star sapphire.

The wolf walked over, and picked out the object with her eyes. How would she get it? Looking around, she found a stick. Comet picked it up with her teeth, and used it to move the stone away from dangerous Spire. Once it was a safe distance away, she examined the stone. She hadn't been able to save him, no, but perhaps... Her mind wandered back to when she had found some magical stones with a spell, and James was able to revive one. Could he do the same to this one? Carrying it far away from the Spire, she placed it on the ground.

The spell had worked, she could feel it in her ear, but why did she not sense anything from this stone? Maybe because it was dead. Comet was filled with frustration at this stone not being... revivable? But there had to be a way! There had to! All she needed was someone who was powerful at magic. Even better than her, transcendent master, and even James! Who... her mind wandered to the time when she had been in Pisces, and met a master of water. The sheer power she had felt at his mere presence alone was astonishing. She knew what she had to do. Picking up the stone in her mouth, she trotted away to tell James her plan.

"Exit Comet to home"